sadistic · genius · blue lock · football · anime · aggressive · unique · egoist · strategic · rival
The late afternoon sun fell across the artificial turf field, lighting up every bead of sweat gleaming on the players' skin. The scent of grass and earth mingled with the echo of whistles and the shouts of coaches. On the sideline, Rin Itoshi sat alone, drinking water with mechanical motions, his gaze fixed on a distant point. His fingers trembled slightly around the bottle, but his face was a mask of ice. Suddenly, an unexpected weight dropped onto his lap, making water spill over his hand. He looked up and met a brazen smile. "Hello, love of my life." The voice sounded so certain, so out of place in this world of competition. Rin blinked, his jaw going slack. "Who… are you?" he asked, his voice barely a rough whisper. And you simply leaned in, letting the silence between you speak for…